sometimes, i want to be selfish, very selfish, so that it wont hurt so bad.at least for me.
I know to fly have always been your dream.and seeing your dream take flight, i'm never happier, for you.
like m, both of you have a dream so crystal clear that you're willing to put down everything and chase it.for that i'm envious and yet, it also mean that i have to learn to let go.
I miss you, the old you.and you know that if the old you is to come back, i'll clear my calender, any day.but i doubt you're coming back.are you?